Ribena

I could still recall the intense delight I felt the first time I tasted this drink. It was an orgasmic whirl of extreme tastiness. In fact, I forgot my name at that very moment.

Ribena is a British brand of fruit-based uncarbonated softdrink. Strange as it may seem, I have never come across this drink in the Philippines. I had my first Ribena drink while I was in Hong Kong when my cousin introduced it to me who encountered it first in Malaysia. She said I'd die. I did.

My cousin told me that they don't sell these in the Philippines. However, sometime ago, I have read an article somewhere that the Ribena products in the Singapore market are from Malaysia and the Philippines. But obviously, I haven't seen any.

I didn't grow up being used to blackcurrant flavors so I'm guessing that's the reason I loved it so much. Meanwhile, I accidentally bought a ridiculously expensive juice drink in a fancy bottle at Starbucks that I forgot what the name was, and if I am not mistaken, that was also blackcurrant flavored because I liked it despite the apparent blandness.

My Second Ink 10.23.12

It's almost been a year since I got my first tattoo and right after then, I have always wanted more. This is a ridiculous thought but I don't think I will ever stop getting these body arts unless half my entire bag of bones is already covered with it. Cocky.

Having good tattoos is a luxury mainly because it can be very costly. And with good, I mean getting it in a quality tattoo parlor, with professional tattoo artists, and which are certified by the government health department to be clean and safe. With these two small tattoos alone, I have already spent about five thousand pesos. How much more if I decide covering my whole back?

When I was younger, I always felt bleak towards the idea of having tattoos. I was literally scared of them, let alone people who have massive amounts printed all over their bodies. I always said to myself that I won't be putting dirt to my good skin. But as I grew up, I realized how it meant to different individuals being inked. People do change.

Despite the fact that I crave getting needle carved, I was not entirely reminded to have another tattoo until I realized I was in Galleria where Gene Testa Tattoo was located. I actually went there to have a date with a close friend when suddenly, amid our random chat and out of an unplanned spur, "Come with me, I'm getting another tattoo," I calmly said. Then just a few floors away, we went there, me being unsure of what was happening.

When the tattoo artist asked me what I was getting, I didn't actually know what to say (that's a good enthusiast right there, doesn't have a clue what to get on session time). However, back when I got my first one which was Korean, I immediately thought of having Japanese the next time. So I did. This one was a lot more painful than my first primarily because it had fills and for crying out loud, the tattoo artist gave it a second coating. The skin where it is situated has become a mild keloid. I love it.

The funny thing was, I actually wanted it to be three Kanji symbols - Love, Money, and Happiness. These three words were the result of a random out-of-boredom game posted on Facebook. Arranged in a crossword-like style, the first three words that one will see are the three things they want in life. Those three words were the ones I got. It actually made sense for me perhaps because it's true that I want and need those three things to stay in my life. But unfortunately, I decided on getting the Love one for the meantime because my mom, who loves me very dearly, might not recognize me anymore.

Another funny thing was, the day after was Big Bang's concert and I had a fresh tattoo. I have no idea how I was able to deal with that. I guess I was distracted enough by the sheer excitement.

Apparently, Gaara from Naruto and I share the same tattoo, only that his is red and located on the forehead. I was like, "Shit, you're right" when a friend pointed that out to me.

As soon as I get the unnecessary funds, my whole body will hold a tattoo festival. Teehee.

The Thai Billionaire

This is again one of those interesting moments when I discover amusingly surprising things. See, I was browsing through random movie titles from 2011 when this movie called "Top Secret" caught my attention. I noticed that it was a Thai film and since I got a little curious, I did a quick research about it.

When I read the synopsis and found out that it was based on a true story, I immediately knew what it was about.

Very much like our own Filipino billionaire Henry Sy, Top Ittipat also struggled in life and sought ways to make things better for him and his family. At a young age, he ventured into small businesses selling snack foods. At age 19, he obtained his financial success by selling seaweed snacks which became a top-seller in Thailand. Now, Top is a 26-year-old billionaire.

Going back to my surprised self, coincidentally, my all-time favorite snack is the very seaweed snack that this young Thai businessman created.

When I encountered this junk food in some supermarket in some mall in Manila, I thought it was Japanese-made since Kanji were written all over it and it was made of seaweed which Japanese people are so fond of including in just about anything. You get the logic.

But then I thought, "Tao Kae Noi" doesn't sound Japanese at all. Then when I read the text at the back, Product of Thailand. I was like, "Oh heeey. Western Digital external hard drives are yours and now this? Oh heeey."

I bought one to try thinking it'll be good since I myself have always loved seaweeds in Japanese rice rolls, ramen, among other things. Alas, I was not mistaken. From then on, if I had the chance to, I always bought as many as my poor wallet allowed. My friends know this. It's not cheap at all, by the way.

My Lion King, The Musical Experience

When Laila, one of my bestfriends and I went to Singapore for vacation, we had the chance to watch a real live musical of The Lion King. Even before we got into the country, ate Jaren, Laila's cousin already told us that we will be watching it. I almost died of joy.

The Lion King was one of my best childhood movies, if not the most memorable. Even as a child, I was deeply moved by the film. Having able to watch it live was an amazing experience.

Held at one of the theaters of the internationally acclaimed Singapore landmark and tourist destination Marina Bay Sands, we had to, at least dress appropriately. All kinds of races from around the world were there and everything was just so posh at the event venue, nothing like any production the Philippines can ever afford at this time. Hehe.

At the start of the musical, I was already wonderstruck. I found myself running out of small breaths mainly because I was extremely overwhelmed. I then kept my cool as I tried to keep up with the breathtaking moment. Towards the end of the musical introduction, I caught myself letting go small amount of tears. I couldn't help but tell ate Jaren how thankful I was for the opportunity.

Every other unnecessary feeling I had at that moment voluntarily shut down to keep my focus as I savored the majestic moment. I almost did not wink the entire show just to be able to convince myself that everything was perfectly absorbed.

Before this, I also got to watch a Lion King musical in Disneyland but that was more of a fun and child-oriented kind of show. The production and performance were also world-class but it was a part of the park amusement so it was brief and less given importance. Unlike this one in Singapore which was kind of an independent production that's why it was a lot longer and way better.

When the show ended, I felt contentment and happiness fusing together inside my guts. I realized that even I was a musical or a theatrical play fan, some productions like this one can really make you feel entirely different from what you've already experienced or from what you're already expecting.

The Mating

One easy afternoon sometime ago, I decided to have a quick look around our backyard garden. Usually, these are the times when I encounter great subjects for stills so I was hoping for one.

Then to my surprise, I found these little creatures getting comfortable by an oak log among the green vines and whatnot. As far as my quick research was concerned, these are called Eastern Boxelder Bugs. They don't do any real harm other than they're a nuisance and can be annoying if they invade your home. But they haven't gotten to that extent for me yet.

While I was trying to take my shots, I was very careful not to disturb their activity. I rarely encounter mating insects which are fixed in one place so this was a vital shot for me. I took a couple and this was one of my best.

11.23.12

The setting was my elementary school. In the early part, during day time, there were classes being held and one of them had a very aggressive teacher madly teaching her pupils. I wasn't sure if they were pupils or students. There were some kind of activities held at the school grounds.

I was with my friends and we were by the flagpole, doing whatever. I then saw my college professor, Mr. Talde. Surprised, I walked up to him and had a small talk about how it was after college. Even in my dreams, he enjoyed brief chats like those. He also mentioned something about phones. In that talk, Mr. Talde did something that I cannot mention in this post, if you know what I mean.

Towards the evening, the school rooms turned into transient rent rooms. I remember a group of people which were checked in room 105. Unfortunately, they were having a hard time falling asleep there because the room was reportedly "haunted." I even gave the room a peek and indeed, it gave me the creeps albeit nothing strange was seen. They then transferred to a different room and it was the one we used when we were in 6th grade.

In an entirely different dream of mine later on, my house was being attacked by a burglar. But it was no ordinary burglary. The criminal was dressed in a Batman costume, but a very poorly made one, suggesting that it was made by a non-professional costume maker. The perpetrator kept running around the house, apparently avoiding being caught. I wasn't even aware which household items he was able to snag.

Just moments before I woke up, evil kids were around my house and they were attacking us from the outside. I got really mad so I got my airsoft gun and shot them like I was some expert assassin. After the kids realized they were no match for me, they left. However, to my discontent, I went outside and tried shooting them more.

Then I woke up.

Cibo Series: Kimchi

Kimchi is the national food of Korea. Before I even got into K-Pop or be interested about Korea, I have already encountered Kimchi. I think that was in my early teens while I was in Manila and I saw my cousin eating some then I was like, "What the heck is that?"

At first, this dish and I had a rough start because come on, it's cold vegetable and the flavor was entirely new to me. But as a leafy vegetable lover, I have grown to love Kimchi because it is made of radish, cabbages, and other similar things. I also am a spicy food enthusiast that's why the flavor and I eventually became friends.

I have seen many Korean films and soaps that feature how Kimchi is made, among other stuff that it is useful for. You can really see how Koreans give great importance to it not only as a national dish but also as pride of their nation.

11.20.12

There were images of the inside of an unfinished and a seemingly abandoned building. There was somebody staying in one corner of the room I was in. He looked homeless. I was there, trying to explore the building. It was barely half-finished. The walls were still hollow blocks, thick cables for foundation were still all over the place, some protruding from concrete supports and the floor was grey sand. In fact, everything was grey.

In the later part, I was with my close friends in the mall. They had blonde-ish hair but they looked like wigs and mine stayed as it was. The next scene was all of us sitting in resto-bar while chatting and enjoying some finger food. Oddly enough, their blonde hair were gone and how they all looked turned normal again. This area of the mall was like a bar chain and was, if I recall correctly, Persian inspired. The middle part of the building was styled like other typical malls which has space and other floors can be seen by the edges. The roof was glass, I think different kinds of stained glass. After the chat and the bill came, I had to pay about Php4,500. Then I found out they ordered lots of beer without my consent. I sent them a text saying thanks but in a sarcastic manner.

I think the mall and the unfinished building were a merged structure.

During the last part, I was with my bestfriend Laila in a condo room and we were high up the stories as we can see the fireworks being shown by an amusement park, I think it was Universal Studios. I took shots of the fireworks and they were amazing, as in reality I cannot take good pictures of it. I was also making fun of Laila's iPhone casing which was Hello Kitty and nicely shaped like one, too.

Then I woke up.

I Love My Dad

I know it's not Father's Day and all but I just had to write this before it escapes my mind. Seriously, I don't even remember when Father's Day is, if not for Facebook or Wikipedia.

Anyways, I just got out from my hot bath in this cold weather and these odd thoughts just keep coming in like emails from your boss. I suddenly thought about how cool my dad is. I am trying my best to make this blurb to sound non-mushy in any ridiculous way. Also, this will probably be the first time that I'm going to write something about my old man having this kind of sincere effort. I mean, not that I didn't want to before, I think I just wasn't in a compelling situation to do so.

When I was a young kid, my dad was a strict parent. Most probably because he was kind of protective with his kids. I even remember my mom saying that dad had always loved having children. He didn't really allowed my older brother and I to go out with friends far away from home if we wanted to (or if he did, I would first cry blood before he gave me his permission). This was actually on me because my older brother wasn't as adventurous as I was back then. Mostly, I always played with the neighborhood kids in our area.

When I reached high school, my dad's strict senses backed down a bit and only had to make me go home when I'm being a little too gypsy already. I had my ear pierced when I was 16 and I didn't hear any snide remark from him, not a single word. When I reached college, I had an additional piercing on the same area, and another helix pierce on my right ear. That made them three, but I was never scolded for it.

Last year, without any permission or whatsoever (just joked to my mom), I had my first tattoo. Almost half a year since I got it, I never thought my dad wasn't aware that I had one (even if it's on my arm, visible). When I said something about blood and tattoo, he just asked where my tattoo was, showed him, and just said, "Okay." I even thought he was happy about it. I got a new tattoo more visible a few months ago and he still isn't complaining. Perhaps I need to go way further, don't I? But my dad never scolds me for what I do to myself, physically or in the matters of outlook. He won't care what I will wear, or any of that stuff. He only scolds me towards not-so-good things that I do to something or someone else. What I always expect from a good parent.

My dad does not argue. When there is something that needs discussing, he talks pleasantly. He also doesn't show any negative emotions while doing so. He never nagged. And I mean, never. In my 23 years of existence, never did I experience any annoying nor unnecessary fuss from my dad.

It has already been a very long time since my dad scolded me about something. I probably won't remember that anymore. He is fond of teaching his children about stuff that he tells with such great details, albeit about things that I most probably know already. On the other hand, when he's the one asking, he likewise wants everything detailed and in such a way that it will be easy to comprehend.

Most of the things that I spend on come from my dad. I just pretend that I won't be asking for any money but when he finds out that I will be going somewhere or I have something to do that will need spending, he is the first one who asks how much I will need, even if those activities are just out of my own wanting, luxury, or other unimportant recreations. For that, I am truly thankful.

I don't think I can ever complain about my dad being a father. He is very sweet to his children and he gives us everything we need and want, as long as it is reasonable. He never gets mad at us about simple mistakes. It's always the huge and really important things that he makes a big deal of, and there was never a time that I wasn't scared of him when he was truly mad.

I am very thankful that I am blessed with this kind of father. Never a bigot, has always been open-minded, understanding, loving, reasonable, thoughtful, and I can just go on forever saying wonderful things about him. One special thing about my dad and I will always be thankful for, is that he never forced me on doing something that I didn't want to do or taking a path that I didn't want to tread, especially about life and personal choices. He has his thoughts about what happens to me as his own, but I guess he just ponders upon them and just tries to be rational and understanding.

He's not perfect and he makes mistakes. But who doesn't? He may have done things in the past that I could never understand, but I'm sure he has his logical and valid reasons.

I love my dad.

PS. Great, now I have to do one for my mom as well. Hahaha. This is brief and I know I could have written more, but the point is, I did this because I appreciate my dad so much and for the things that he has done for me and our family. For the other stuff I couldn't mention, well at least I know they will forever be in my heart and mind.

The Walking Dead Infection

I have encountered a lot of posts about AMC's The Walking Dead on Facebook for the past few months. Since I've got so many shows I'm following already, I chose to be impervious. However, for some reason, I got really curious and decided to watch its first episode to see if it really is good.

Blimey, I was really impressed with the show's production. I'm guessing the cost is huge considering the kind of quality production it showcases and the number of episodes per season. Currently airing, the show is already on its third season. I'm almost through the first season and I'm going to start watching the second one soon.

Each episode has its strong impact to the viewer. As for my cousin and I, there was never an episode that did not leave us scarred, out of breath, or sad. The good thing is, although it gives you these adverse feelings, all the more that you want to watch the show. It's like it fires you up from time to time.

Sunrise Flare

It's almost five in the morning and I just got back to my headquarters coming from Zaira's birthday celebration. I thought I could spend all this time writing senseless write-ups while waiting for another awesome sunrise.

Speaking of sunrise, I am always reminded of a sunrise shot that I got but did not plan to take. Then I eventually realized that it's a really good photo.

I consider this shot to be fate-given because I am never a morning person. I almost always wake up late. Except of course on days that I have something special to do. But the point is, in the rare occasion that I am able to rise and shine in an early time and nature gives me this kind of wonderful scenario, is definitely a blessing for a photography enthusiast that I am.

I haven't seen this kind of flare in the longest time. I have seen more shooting stars than this kind of epic light. When I went out to do a stretch, I knew in a split second that I had to run back in to grab my camera and take that shot leaving my morning yawn half-baked.

I have so many sunset shots and only a few of them take my breath away. This sunrise capture is definitely special for me. I actually take pride in my photography from photos that I never expect I will be able to get in a million years. I am very proud of this photograph.

Craving More SNL

I have only recently started watching full episodes of Saturday Night Live (I only watched segments before) because I realized I could really use some good laugh.

Taylor Swift's Red Review

From the moment I got my own copy of Taylor's album entitled "Red", I listened to it right away. I have been waiting for this new record two years now, dammit. Haha. I was so excited for this, and now it's here! I love Taylor to death.

Now for my review!

The Voice Season 3 Bets

I have been a fan of the singing contest The Voice since its first season when ate Kan introduced it to me while I was in Singapore. Apart from American Idol, I think this show has more class, dignity, and great upholding to it. Well, that's my opinion and it is based from what I can observe. Agree with it or shut up.

Anyways, watching Season 3's run, I have come up with this list of favorites and as some of them may be eliminated, I'm gonna update this page. I'll be damned proud if one of them wins. (I will be putting a strikethrough at the names which have already been eliminated as the competition progresses.)



Aquile, 24
This guy reminds me of Craig David and his voice, a little bit of Eric Benét. He sings his songs smoothly and flawlessly. Aside from that, I think his voice is just so handsome. Check out Aquile's blind audition here.

[Aquile lost to Sylvia Yakoub in the knockout rounds. This is unfair, Aquile should have won. Sylvia's performance of Christina's Fighter didn't do it any justice. One does not simply sing Fighter live. I'm mad.]

Avery Wilson, 16
This guy is one of my top favorites, if not my most favorite. He is only 16 but his performance as a vocal artist is simply amazing. He's undeniably a vocal prodigy. It's crazy. He reminds me of Taio Cruz when he sang Telling the World in Rio and yes, Usher, probably because he sang Without You by David Guetta in his blind audition and he sounded a lot like Usher in many parts. Check it out here.

[Okay. Fuck. I blame his song choice and his dance moves why he lost in the knockout rounds. I admit that I was very shocked that he won't be going any further in the competition. But I'm not totally sad because he lost to Cody Belew, which I also like. That was actually also upsetting -- both of them being paired together. That was a "shit, no" moment for me. Nevertheless, Avery is still young and I'm sure he's gonna go far with his awesome talent. I'm definitely keeping an eye on him.]

Benji Kuriakose, 24
This guy is a rockstar. He did an amazing rendition of Knockin' on Heaven's Door in his blind audition. Plus, his scream at the end of the song did not, even the slightest bit, annoy me. His screams are way up there. Check it out here.

[I was surprised he lost the battle rounds because he showcased an awesome performance. I mean, that crazy scream towards the end was just breathtaking. Even the three judges agreed with me. Unfortunately, Christina didn't steal him. But that's luck.]


Charlie Rey, 21
During his blind audition singing Home by Michael Bublé, the nerves were obvious. But his voice was really good to the ears. I loved his voice. With more experience, I'm sure he will be a really good singer. He's a good-looking guy too, as Blake would say. Haha. Check him out here.

[Charlie Rey got eliminated in the battle rounds.]

Cody Belew, 27
I didn't really feel his blind audition that much but as the show went on, I eventually liked him. Plus, his one-of-a-kind reaction during his blind audition was really funny. I also have a strong feeling he's gay. Check him out here.

[He reached the top 8 and I'm proud of him. He got eliminated along with pretty boy Dez Duron.]


Collin McLoughlin, 24
I think this guy's voice is ridiculously sharp, clear, and with perfect pitch. It has no issues with it, really. His somewhat country rendition of Wild World in his blind audition was awesome. Check it out here.

[Collin lost in the knockout rounds to Michaela Paige. I always liked his crystal clear voice but he got paired up with a very young punk rocker girl in the knockout rounds and I think she made more impression in her performance than Collin.]

Dez Duron, 22
Now, this guy, he auditioned last season but didn't get in (most probably because of the song choice). That time, I already liked him so I kept an eye on him. I have been a fan for over a year now. When I found out he auditioned again and finally got in, I got really excited and happy for him. His blind audition was one of my favorite Blake moments. Check it out here.

[Although I believed in Dez, I think he was able to reach top 8 mainly because of his star quality. But he's a singer, just not the best out there. I'm sure a lot of fans will be keeping an eye on him.]

Diego Val, 25
This Peruvian awesomeness has a great cool voice. I have no idea why only one judge turned around for him (barely) because I thought his performance in the blind auditions was really good, not to mention blending in a twist of Latino to it. Hot. Check it out here.

[Diego got eliminated in the first week of the live shows. He was not saved by America nor his coach Cee Lo. Diego kissed Cody when Cody was saved by Cee Lo. Bromance at its finest.]

Joe Kirkland, 24
This band boy reminded me of Simple Plan, Sum 41, and almost all other bands I listened to when I was just a young teenager. He also made me feel listening to The All-American Rejects at some point. I love his rocker aura when he sang Gives You Hell in his blind audition. Check it out here.

[I was really mad to see Joe got eliminated in the knockout round! I mean, his rock version of Taylor Swift's Mean was awesome -- major concert level! But oh well, all coaches turned around for Bryan Keith in the blind auditions so I'm not gonna argue. I guess I liked Joe more because he's youthful and charismatic. Not fat, *coughs* Haha, kidding.]

Julio Cesar Castillo, 21
Initially, I liked the strength of his voice. But what made me like him is because I enjoyed his La Bamba in his blind audition. He also did a bit of Mariachi with El Rey. Check it out here.

[Julio was not saved by America nor his coach Blake in the first live show week.]

Kayla Nevarez, 17
This girl reminds me so much of JoJo and Jasmine Trias. I loved JoJo back then, and I still do. Her voice is just as awesome as a simpler version of Stacie Orrico yet a strong one. Check her blind audition here.

[When she got paired with Joselyn Rivera in the knockout round, I was kinda confident she'd win. But watching their performances, Joselyn's Love on Top by Beyoncé was just amazing. She reached those difficult high notes through and through, while Kayla kinda being safe with Shark in the Water. So, even if it was a little bit upsetting seeing Kayla go, I felt Joselyn really deserved it.]

Melanie Martinez, 17
This gal is one of my top favorites. I was really impressed with her very unique rendition of Britney Spear's Toxic. She has a strong and sweet, kinda dramatic voice. I like it a lot. Plus, how awesome is playing two instruments at a time? While she played the guitar, she was softly kicking her tambourine down at her feet. Check it out here.

Michelle Brooks-Thompson, 28
I was very impressed by her flawless, strong, and astounding performance of Proud Mary in her blind audition. She reminds me of the other big black African-American mommas who love to belt out strong diva songs out there. Check it out here.

[I was shocked she lost over Amanda Brown in the knockout rounds. She kicked butt with Jennifer Hudson's Spotlight. That solid high note towards the end was unbelievable. She even made Christina shake her head in awe.]

Terry McDermott, 35 [2nd Place]
I adore this guy's voice, let alone his vocal range. It's incredible. It's like if he were already famous, I really think he could be one of the greatest musicians in the world by now. If he goes far, I'm pretty sure he's gonna be a legend in the future. That's how good he is to me. He reminds me so much of classic rock musicians and bands like The Beatles, Journey, Queen, etc. This guy is just awesome. I'll be damned if this guy doesn't win the whole competition. Check out his rendition of Maybe I'm Amazed here.

Trevin Hunte, 18 [4th Place]
At a very young age with his strong vocal ability, he may just go far. His performance of Listen in his blind audition was stellar. Check it out here.

Cassadee Pope won the third season of The Voice. Terry McDermott, my most favorite, came in second. Honestly, I also like Cassadee. She's really good but I think Terry was way better. He should have won. Unfortunately, Cassadee's genre was more mainstream and more people are into it, unlike Terry's classic rock. But oh well, I'm pretty sure Terry's gonna make it big because he is just and amazing singer.

Being Alive and Living

Most of us probably already know the difference between being alive and living. But since we are so busy focusing on things that are obviously the reason we constantly forget the deeper meaning of these concepts, being reminded from time to time helps a lot.

We might have different interpretations especially about small details on how we view the concepts of just being alive and actually living. But I strongly think that no matter how varied our opinions and ideas are, they can be stitched together and blend well because they have so many similarities and connections among them, which will actually lead to one huge point.

Last night, I watched the fourteenth episode of American Dad's third season, and this particular episode kinda made me realize the distinction between being alive and living.

The family got a new dog and apparently they enjoyed it's company and simply just how adorable the dog was. Unfortunately, while they were playing with the dog one day, it got into an accident bringing it into a life-or-death situation. The dog's body basically took a somewhat 90% brutal damage and what was making it alive was just this particular pumping machine of some sort. Out of desperation, the dad brought it into a weird psycho quack doctor or whatever and asked her to do anything she could to bring the dog to an "almost normal" state again.

After the surreal and very strange operation, the dog was back to its feet. However, it looked absolutely terrifying. Random materials like a baseball glove, a weird plastic frog leg, and whatnot were attached to its body like it was absolutely unplanned. Looking at it made me really queasy, even if it was cartoons. It was like an undead -- an animal zombie.

At that point, it made me think that what good is the dog's life if it can no longer normally walk, run, bark,  snarl, roll over, or just about any other things that dogs do.

Similarly for us humans, what good is our lives if we don't do the things that we are supposed to do? What good is it if we don't do what we want and love to do? Yes, we can say that we are alive, we breathe, and our bodies move. But it takes a whole lot to live.

And so I say, we must live the life we want to. Live our dreams. Live happy and healthy ones. Live for ourselves and for the people that we love.

I know this is cliché but I'm gonna say it anyway. Life is too short to be waiting for something to happen. Make it happen right now because we won't realize that life is short unless we no longer have much time. We all know this but admit it, we always forget. That's why this is a reminder.

Live the life you love, love the life you live. xx

Why Barack Obama Won

I know I am not in the position to say these things but since this is my own personal space and I won't give a fu_k if anybody ever tries to be negative about this, I'm just gonna go ahead anyways. For the record, while I was saying that, I made a kind face and I was smiling the whole time.

In connection with the above statement, this isn't a formal write-up about the USA elections at all. This is just in fact, a brief "whatevs" and I'm only gonna base this one thing that I have to say with the things I have seen and heard about those two great gentlemen of America. Since I am a useless Political Science graduate myself, I also felt I was obliged to do so. But no really, somebody in my dream last night forced me to.

I didn't know how it felt living in America over the past four years while Obama was in the White House, browsing through 9gag. But seeing that America gave him another four-year term, I suppose it wasn't that bad.

Mitt Romney had a lot of good and great political positions as I have read different articles from CNN, Bloomberg, The Washington Post, etc. But so did Obama. Personally, I would have really voted for the African-American guy, no doubt. Both positions were really good, but the question was, "Who had the better...?"

To cut this really really short:

People hate Romney.

Cibo Series: Baked Scallops

I already forgot when I first got to taste baked scallops but I'm pretty sure I was still tiny. Imagine my overwhelming reaction by the magic this dish brought.

I don't always have the chance to eat scallops that's why whenever I am somewhere which I am certain baked scallops can be accessible, I search. The only problem is, I forget. I get really giddy because of joy and excitement whenever there are scallops around. I love scallops. Like, I love them so much. Thank God for baked scallops.